Happy First Birthday, Jocelyn Eve!

Today my baby turns one.  We already celebrated, since we wanted to do that before Will left for Utah, but I have a gift that I made for her, so she'll get something.  Since I've never posted about Joci's acheivements, I wanted to do that, as well.

Joci, at one year old you:

-Can talk, and have been talking for just over a month.  Your first word was "Hi!"  You can also say "Uh-oh," "Dad," "Mama," and "Hi, dad!" (which she says to everyone, not just will... I'm pretty sure she thinks this is a longer version of "hi.")
- You shake your head 'no' and can sign 'all done.'  You don't point, but you reach for things you want.  If I ask you if you want to go to bed, and you do, you reach towards your bedroom.
-You and your sister play constantly, and I have high hopes for you being best friends.  She takes toys from you every five seconds, which I do my best to stop.  You used to just let her, but lately you've been screaming your infamous banshee scream any time she tries, and you've started snatching toys from her.  Not sure if this is good or bad.
-You can pull up on the table/let yourself back down, and army crawl.  You show no interest in actual crawling, and you don't walk yet.  I'm not really surprised, since you didn't care even to be held in a standing position until after you were six months old.  But, you're making progress!
-You are obsessed with electronics (a true daughter to your father) and if you see my cell phone or iPod and I don't give it to you, you banshee scream in my ear.
-Speaking of that banshee scream, you do that ALL THE TIME when you don't get your way, especially if someone won't give you something you want, usually food or electronics.  I'm surprised I don't have any hearing loss.
-Because you don't walk or have much hair, because you're little, and probably  because you're my second baby, I feel like you're much younger than you actually are.
-Everyone agrees that you look exactly like your sister, and everyone loves your smile; it completely lights up your entire baby face!  You're my beautiful little girl.
-You and I already fight about what you wear, as you absolutely refuse to wear headbands.  I put them on you anyway, then make you keep them on all day.  You probably miss your dad, because he would take them off of you when I wasn't looking and hide them from me.
-You love music, especially relaxing music.  Your dad plays Enya for you on his iPhone to get you to go to sleep.  You love it when I sing to you, and you almost always start 'singing,' too.

There's so much more I could say about you, but I should probably get you, since you're standing there banshee screaming at me.  I can already tell you're intelligent, beautiful, cheerful, and stubborn.  I'm so happy you're part of our family.  We love you!  Happy birthday, baby girl!